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Vol 3 Chapter 648: You do not deserve!

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Although it’s just a “edge of one side”,

But the sense of atmosphere shrouded here after waking up and the feeling of the monk who saw the head when opening the door,

It was enough for Zhou Ze to re-understand the meaning of the phrase "Shibei's three-day surprise".

Simultaneously,

In the bottom of my heart,

Zhou Ze couldn't help but slander Tiehanhan again and again,

Thirty years Hedong, thirty years Hexi,

Don't bully him bald!

Previously in Xuzhou, after waking up, Zhou Ze specially asked people to go to the shore to search for the body of the monk of the head, but the result was not found. This matter has always been like a thorn in the mind of boss Zhou.

Boss Zhou is a person who doesn’t eat overnight meals and doesn’t like overnight enemies. The enemies who die completely are the most lovely enemies. The kind of people who are stared at in the dark with a vicious eye like a viper at any time. The feeling of being ready to bite you is really uncomfortable.

however,

It’s time to come,

Mixed out,

That's it.

At first, Tiehanhan didn't care about this "funny" monk,

right now,

People came to the door.

the most important is,

Tiehanhan is still asleep, and now he can't wake him up.

At first he pretended to be cool,

With a slap, they flew away and sat on the throne, waiting for the empty door to open, trying to meet the Buddha,

right now,

You have to clean up the mess at the end.

The door was closed for about ten seconds,

then,

The door is still open,

Because on the door panel,

The monk with skin head came directly,

It was covered with an electric iron,

Directly melt the door panel into a human form.

He stood in the room,

Keep your hands together,

Sincerely:

"The poor monk came here to ask for help, and the donor should do something convenient."

Zhou Ze glanced at the door panel and took a towel to gently wipe the foam around the corner of his mouth.

Road:

"Really inconvenient."

Zhou Ze would like to talk to each other and negotiate,

The person you are looking for is now asleep, and I am also looking for a way to wake him up. In this case, shall we cooperate to find a way to wake him up and then you will revenge and kill him?

look,

So much sense of accomplishment!

But Zhou Ze still said nothing. After all, in case someone knows that Wing Hook has slept completely, will it become more unscrupulous?

"No matter what, the poor monk also knows that every time the donor is in danger or is about to die, he will come out. He needs a step, the poor monk understands."

The monk of the head is talking to himself confidently,

then,

Raised his right hand.

He is really infatuated with the action of smoking,

It seems to be more transparent than the thousands of Sanskrit Buddhist scriptures,

Things in the world, many annoyances, red dust,

Why participate?

Why realize?

Why worry?

A slap draws a clean, that is free.

Slap fell,

"you dare!"

By the side, Yingying, who had been waiting for him for a long time, stepped forward quickly.

"Buzz!"

The dull physical sound of collision,

Cracks appeared on the glass and electronic device screens in the room.

Yingying leaned over her body, and the strength of the monk of the head was beyond her imagination.

Immediately after,

The monk with skin head slapped again.

Yingying changed to double fist block this time,

"Buzz!"

Under the second fight,

Yingying's body was flicked back directly,

Landed directly on the bed,

Then I only heard a "crunchy" crunch,

The bed collapsed.

Between lightly and casually, he repelled a female zombie with his own physical strength.

And when Yingying subconsciously wanted to get up, she felt that the Qi in her body was stirred up by a strand of gold wire, which even blocked several points in her body, blocking the flow of Qi in her body.

The monk with skin head was born in a Buddhist temple, but he walks in the world.

Although there are no more Buddhas in my heart, there will be no cleanliness, and I generally abandon many methods of the Buddha.

For a while,

Yingying couldn't get up if she wanted to climb.

His own woman was beaten,

Boss Zhou can no longer stand next to him and raise his hand to explain anything

The monk made it clear that the comer was not good,

Said to ask for advice, actually came to avenge.

In this case,

Then do it!

Zhou Ze's fingernails grew quickly,

The figure fluttered,

The **** head of the monk was stabbed in the past!

The head monk raised his hands,

At a very strange speed, Zhou Ze directly clamped the wrists of both hands,

Immediately after the knee is a forward!

This is an authentic fighting method. In fact, when anything reaches a certain height and level, it will develop in the direction of returning to the original, leaving only the purest simplicity.

Zhou Ze also raised his knee,

The two's knees collided together.

"hiss…………"

Boss Zhou only felt that his knee position seemed to be smashed directly at this point,

But the skinhead monk seemed to feel nothing,

With both hands clasping Zhou Ze's wrist, the door was opened wide, and he leaned forward, all of which came quickly, when Zhou Ze was unsteady.

Under the flash of electric flint,

The two turned into a monk with skin head and hugged Zhou Ze from behind him,

"Get up!"

The monk with skin head gave a low voice,

"Click..............."

This floor of the hotel floor tiles, not just this room, but a piece after piece of the area, all cracks appeared, even on the side of the room beams, there were constantly falling dust.

Seemingly fighting between two big men,

Without the exaggerated special effects of Marvel Universe,

But basically every collision is fist-to-meat,

Even the people in the whole hotel can clearly perceive that the building seems to be shocked. If the hotel is not surrounded by ghosts at this time, the ordinary people’s perception here will be suppressed and blurred, maybe now in the hotel Residents and staff will scream and shout "Earthquake" to escape.

Zhou Ze's feet are about to leave the ground,

But at this time two fangs in the corner of the mouth grew out,

A rune also appeared in the upper body.

Zhou Ze, who was about to be picked up by the head monk from the back, stepped firmly on the ground again, and began to exert force. One hand grabbed the head of the head monk in the opposite direction, and the other hand twisted. Off the other's shoulder.

"To Lao Tzu, go!"

Bend over,

Bend your knees,

Turn around,

The monk with skin head was "backed" by Zhou Ze.

"Amitabha, not moving like a mountain!"

A layer of golden light fell on the monk of the skin,

Zhou Ze only felt that the person he "backed" seemed to be dozens of times heavier than before!

"Click, boom!"

The floor collapsed,

Zhou Ze fell into the room on the next floor with the monk

Fortunately, the room on the next floor is vacant and there are no guests, otherwise I don't know what it will look like.

The floor collapsed, but failed to stop Zhou Ze and Xiutou Monk from continuing to fight.

At the same time, Zhou Ze felt that a scent of air with Buddha attributes was madly piercing himself.

"Roar!"

Zhou Ze let out a roar,

He knew he could not continue like this,

Now he,

Encountered a situation similar to that of Feng Si before,

The monk with skin head is like a bug now,

Especially for "yin players".

In an instant,

Zhou Ze directly relaxes,

The monk with skin head took control of the situation instantly,

Crashed Zhou Ze on the floor,

The floor was not broken this time, and even cracks did not appear. It was not because the monk of the head was finally able to keep his hands. It was like when a man punched someone out of boxing, his arm was completely swung out, but there was not a little reserved impact. The truth is that the head monk used an anti-seismic force at the end.

Zhou Ze only felt that his own internal organs were twisted,

If this flesh had not been polished many times by itself, it might have become sparsely rotten and broken into a pool of minced meat.

however,

Zhou Ze did not stop his movements,

Taking advantage of the brief moment that the head monk was above himself,

With both hands pointing upwards,

"Add sugar!"

Ten nails,

Ten roots!

Zhou Ze has no reservations,

Shoot out completely!

"Puff puff!…………"

Ten nails,

Completely submerged in the body of the monk,

Rao Yi could not block the sharpness of Zhou Ze's nails in this gap with his current body.

"Da Da Da Da............"

The head monk stumbled back continuously,

On his chest,

Ten black nails awakened,

The blood dripped continuously.

Zhou Ze breathed a sigh of relief, forcibly pressed down on the horrible pain in his body, and just climbed up again, bent down, his hands slumped on both sides of the body.

The two fangs reflect the grim gloss, and the deep red eyes also have a reddish luster that is slowly flowing, as if they may completely cover the entire eye at any time.

There are ten fingers,

It was dripping blood constantly,

Ten fingers together,

This kind of pain is naturally beyond the reach of others. The last time it was like this, it was still when Zhou Ze faced the little boy.

But now Zhou Ze has improved a lot compared to his original self,

But still in the face of the head monk,

Being forced into this dilemma~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fortunately,

The other party is absolutely uncomfortable.

In fact, the difference between Feng Si'er and Zhou Ze is that if everyone is in **** and does not resort to external force, Zhou Ze is really afraid of him.

But in the sun,

When there is physical blessing with each other,

Feng Si'er is often restricted too much.

If Feng Sier was given a suitable physical body, although it might not be possible to actually stop the monk on the top of the mountain, at least it would not be crushed and escaped to hell.

The head monk opened his mouth,

Took a breath,

For a while,

The wound on the chest immediately stopped bleeding, and layers of black ice covered the wound.

This is a substantial symptom of the appearance of rich ghost spirit.

The monk with skin head in front of him,

Half of the face is merciful, half of the face is grim,

Buddha and ghost coexist,

It looks very strange.

"My Buddha is compassionate!"

The head monk closed his eyes,

A lotus appeared under my feet,